Disclaimer:: I dont own any of the WWE Superstars mentioned in this
story... they own themselves and Vince McMahon owns the characters.
*Chris Irvine is Chris Jericho.
**This story starts sometime in August... I'm mentioning Summerslam in it,
because it was a joint pay per view and it works.
***Main Characters: Chris Jericho, Stephanie McMahon, Trish Stratus, Jay
Reso (Christian), Randy Orton, Stacy Keibler, Molly Holly, John Cena, Rob
Van Dam, Dawn Marie, Victoria, Brock Lesnar, and more.
**** \.../ Indicates a dream
NOTE: I didn't get the Summerslam pay-per-view... but I do know what
matches took place. But, I don't know the order, so if the matches are out
of order, that's why.
-*- Chris wants Stephanie, but he's not the only one. -*-
*~Chapter Three~*
"Stephanie?" Jay questioned. "What makes you think I like her?"
Trish rolled her eyes. "I see the way you look at her, you obviously have feelings for her."
Shaking his head vehemently, Jay gave Trish a look. "Trish, you don't know what you're talking about. Don't start talking about how you *think* I have feelings for Stephanie, because you're wrong."
"Jay, chill. Don't get so defensive," Trish replied, backing up a little. She hadn't expected Jay to freak out the way he had. "It just seems like you like her sometimes."
"Well, I don't," Jay spat back.
"Alright, I'm sorry," Trish said, getting off the couch. "I'm gonna go now, I'll talk to you later."
Closing his eyes, Jay didn't respond. He realized how mean he'd just sounded to Trish, but she had no right to assume what she did. He had no feelings for Stephanie... at least that's what he liked to think. "Damnit," Jay cursed under his breath, placing his head in his hands.
*~*~*
Sighing, Trish wandered slowly down the hall. She had in no way expected Jay to react the way he did. He just always seemed so happy and content when Stephanie was around. It was just an obvious assumption, or so she'd thought. But, to be honest, Jay denying it hadn't made her believe anything to the contrary. In fact, he'd just added to what she already thought. The fact that he wanted to fight so hard to hide his feelings proved to Trish that there were *actually* feelings there.
Rounding a corner, Trish noticed Stephanie standing in front of a monitor a little ways down the hall. "Steph!" She called out, speeding up to meet her friend. Stephanie ignored Trish, though. Her full attention was focused on the TV screen in front of her. When Trish got to Stephanie, she noticed why. Chris' match was on. And he was getting hurt pretty badly.
"Steph," Trish said quietly, placing a hand on the brunette McMahon's shoulder. Stephanie jumped slightly and turned to meet Trish's eyes.
Stephanie's blue eyes were filled with worry. Worry for Chris.
"Steph, he's gonna be okay," Trish promised, smiling slightly.
"I just don't want him to get hurt," She whispered, sounding like a scared child.
"Awww," Hugging her friend, Trish glanced over at the TV as Chris got thrown into the cage walls. She was glad Stephanie's head had been turned for that. It would've killed her. She was so concerned for Chris. She cared so much about him. In fact, to Trish, it seemed like there might be something more than friendship between her two friends. But she decided to keep it to herself, knowing that assumptions had already gotten her into trouble once that day. "Are you okay?"
Stephanie nodded, sniffling a little. "As soon as I see him, I'll be fine. I'm just gonna wait here for him. You can go back to the locker room if you want."
"I don't think I should do that," Trish said with a sigh.
"How come?"
"Well, I think Jay's mad at me."
"What reason could Jay have to be mad at you?"
Trish sighed again, running a hand through her long blonde hair. "I just said something that I think kind of upset him."
Stephanie rasied an eyebrow, but she could tell that Trish wasn't really up for telling her. "Oh. Well, Jay doesn't really get mad at people, I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding. Maybe you guys should talk it out."
"Yeah, I know you're right. I'm just gonna give him some time. But, I have a question for you."
Noting the smirk on her Canadian friend's face, Stephanie crossed her arms over her chest and waited for Trish to continue.
"Well, I think you have a crush..."
"Oh really? Who is this crush?"
"Well, I happen to believe it's our good friend, Christopher."
"Chris?" Stephanie asked with a laugh, her cheeks reddening slightly.
"Oh! I see the blushing! You do like him, huh?"
Sighign, Stephanie shrugged. "Maybe a little..."
"I knew it!" Trish yelled, laughing. "That's so cute."
"You better not tell him," Stephanie warned.
"I won't. I just think it's really cute. I happen to think he feels the same way you do, though."
"Really?" Stephanie questioned, looking more interested now. "Do you seriously think so?"
"Steph, he's totally into you. Don't you think it's obvious?"
"I never noticed," Stephanie replied honestly. "That's why I never told anyone."
"Well, I'll get you two together if it's the last thing I ever do," Trish told her, grinning.
Shaking her head, Stephanie turned back to the monitor, just in time to see Evolution beating the crap out of Goldberg. Triple H had retained his title. But all Stephanie cared about was Chris. "Uhm... I'm gonna go find Chris."
Trish nodded, even though Stephanie couldn't see her. Maybe now was the time she should go talk to Jay about what she'd said earlier.
*~*~*
"Chris!" Stephanie yelled, quickening her pace to meet up with Chris. She gasped when she saw him. He was hunched over, holding his stomach, his face was bloody, and he just looked completely crushed. Wrapping an arm around him instantly, Stephanie helped him slowly walk to the trainer's room. She stood back as the trainer started cleaning up his face. He looked totally disoriented.
"Steph," He whispered quietly. So quietly in fact, that Stephanie wasn't even sure that was what he had said.
"Stephanie," He repeated, this time a little louder.
Quickly walking over to him, Stephanie rested a hand on his arm to tell him that she was there.
"How bad do I look?" Chris questioned quietly, still holding his stomach with one arm, the other one lying at his side, being held by Stephanie.
"You're okay, just a little bloody," She explained honestly.
Sighing, Chris pulled his arm away from Stephanie, grabbing her hand once his arm was free.
Stephanie looked down at their intertwined fingers and smiled. She squeezed his hand slightly while she watched the trainers clean up the cut on his head.
"How do you feel?" Stephanie questioned, sitting down on the edge of the bed Chris was on, resting their hands in her lap.
"Like shit," Chris told her. She almost smiled at his honesty.
"Alright, Chris, all cleaned up," The trainer told him, once he had put a gauze pad and some tape over Chris' cut. "Just go back to the hotel and get some rest, huh?"
Chris grunted a yes as he tried to sit up. The trainer helped him sit upright, then walked away.
Pushing a few pieces of hair out of his face, Chris smiled, his blue eyes meeting the darker blue ones of Stephanie. "Thanks for being here," He said gratefully.
"Of course," Stephanie replied.
Still holding her hand, Chris used it to pull Stephanie closer to him, enveloping her in a big hug.
"Thank you, Steph."
*~*~*
"Jay?" Trish questioned quietly, looking into the locker room Jay had been in a little while ago.
Jay looked up from the couch. "Yeah?"
Walking into the room, Trish thought of what she should say. "I'm sorry for earlier."
"It's not big deal," Jay told her. "Have you gone to see Chris yet?"
"No, not yet."
"Do you wanna come with me?"
Trish nodded and walked out the door, followed closely by Jay.
"Wait, Trish, I have to tell you something."
Trish turned around, waiting for Jay to continue.
"Uhm... before, when you asked about me liking Stephanie, I kind of lied to you."
"What are you saying?" Trish asked curiously.
"I... uhm... I like Stephanie."
Trish's mouth fell open in shock. Jay really *did* like Stephanie? She had just found out that Stephanie liked Chris, and she was pretty sure Chris returned the feeling. What had she done?
*~*~*
Uh oh!! LoL, I hope you all like it, and I'm sorry it took so long to update! *Nicole*
-*- Chris wants Stephanie, but he's not the only one. -*-
*~Chapter Three~*
"Stephanie?" Jay questioned. "What makes you think I like her?"
Trish rolled her eyes. "I see the way you look at her, you obviously have feelings for her."
Shaking his head vehemently, Jay gave Trish a look. "Trish, you don't know what you're talking about. Don't start talking about how you *think* I have feelings for Stephanie, because you're wrong."
"Jay, chill. Don't get so defensive," Trish replied, backing up a little. She hadn't expected Jay to freak out the way he had. "It just seems like you like her sometimes."
"Well, I don't," Jay spat back.
"Alright, I'm sorry," Trish said, getting off the couch. "I'm gonna go now, I'll talk to you later."
Closing his eyes, Jay didn't respond. He realized how mean he'd just sounded to Trish, but she had no right to assume what she did. He had no feelings for Stephanie... at least that's what he liked to think. "Damnit," Jay cursed under his breath, placing his head in his hands.
*~*~*
Sighing, Trish wandered slowly down the hall. She had in no way expected Jay to react the way he did. He just always seemed so happy and content when Stephanie was around. It was just an obvious assumption, or so she'd thought. But, to be honest, Jay denying it hadn't made her believe anything to the contrary. In fact, he'd just added to what she already thought. The fact that he wanted to fight so hard to hide his feelings proved to Trish that there were *actually* feelings there.
Rounding a corner, Trish noticed Stephanie standing in front of a monitor a little ways down the hall. "Steph!" She called out, speeding up to meet her friend. Stephanie ignored Trish, though. Her full attention was focused on the TV screen in front of her. When Trish got to Stephanie, she noticed why. Chris' match was on. And he was getting hurt pretty badly.
"Steph," Trish said quietly, placing a hand on the brunette McMahon's shoulder. Stephanie jumped slightly and turned to meet Trish's eyes.
Stephanie's blue eyes were filled with worry. Worry for Chris.
"Steph, he's gonna be okay," Trish promised, smiling slightly.
"I just don't want him to get hurt," She whispered, sounding like a scared child.
"Awww," Hugging her friend, Trish glanced over at the TV as Chris got thrown into the cage walls. She was glad Stephanie's head had been turned for that. It would've killed her. She was so concerned for Chris. She cared so much about him. In fact, to Trish, it seemed like there might be something more than friendship between her two friends. But she decided to keep it to herself, knowing that assumptions had already gotten her into trouble once that day. "Are you okay?"
Stephanie nodded, sniffling a little. "As soon as I see him, I'll be fine. I'm just gonna wait here for him. You can go back to the locker room if you want."
"I don't think I should do that," Trish said with a sigh.
"How come?"
"Well, I think Jay's mad at me."
"What reason could Jay have to be mad at you?"
Trish sighed again, running a hand through her long blonde hair. "I just said something that I think kind of upset him."
Stephanie rasied an eyebrow, but she could tell that Trish wasn't really up for telling her. "Oh. Well, Jay doesn't really get mad at people, I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding. Maybe you guys should talk it out."
"Yeah, I know you're right. I'm just gonna give him some time. But, I have a question for you."
Noting the smirk on her Canadian friend's face, Stephanie crossed her arms over her chest and waited for Trish to continue.
"Well, I think you have a crush..."
"Oh really? Who is this crush?"
"Well, I happen to believe it's our good friend, Christopher."
"Chris?" Stephanie asked with a laugh, her cheeks reddening slightly.
"Oh! I see the blushing! You do like him, huh?"
Sighign, Stephanie shrugged. "Maybe a little..."
"I knew it!" Trish yelled, laughing. "That's so cute."
"You better not tell him," Stephanie warned.
"I won't. I just think it's really cute. I happen to think he feels the same way you do, though."
"Really?" Stephanie questioned, looking more interested now. "Do you seriously think so?"
"Steph, he's totally into you. Don't you think it's obvious?"
"I never noticed," Stephanie replied honestly. "That's why I never told anyone."
"Well, I'll get you two together if it's the last thing I ever do," Trish told her, grinning.
Shaking her head, Stephanie turned back to the monitor, just in time to see Evolution beating the crap out of Goldberg. Triple H had retained his title. But all Stephanie cared about was Chris. "Uhm... I'm gonna go find Chris."
Trish nodded, even though Stephanie couldn't see her. Maybe now was the time she should go talk to Jay about what she'd said earlier.
*~*~*
"Chris!" Stephanie yelled, quickening her pace to meet up with Chris. She gasped when she saw him. He was hunched over, holding his stomach, his face was bloody, and he just looked completely crushed. Wrapping an arm around him instantly, Stephanie helped him slowly walk to the trainer's room. She stood back as the trainer started cleaning up his face. He looked totally disoriented.
"Steph," He whispered quietly. So quietly in fact, that Stephanie wasn't even sure that was what he had said.
"Stephanie," He repeated, this time a little louder.
Quickly walking over to him, Stephanie rested a hand on his arm to tell him that she was there.
"How bad do I look?" Chris questioned quietly, still holding his stomach with one arm, the other one lying at his side, being held by Stephanie.
"You're okay, just a little bloody," She explained honestly.
Sighing, Chris pulled his arm away from Stephanie, grabbing her hand once his arm was free.
Stephanie looked down at their intertwined fingers and smiled. She squeezed his hand slightly while she watched the trainers clean up the cut on his head.
"How do you feel?" Stephanie questioned, sitting down on the edge of the bed Chris was on, resting their hands in her lap.
"Like shit," Chris told her. She almost smiled at his honesty.
"Alright, Chris, all cleaned up," The trainer told him, once he had put a gauze pad and some tape over Chris' cut. "Just go back to the hotel and get some rest, huh?"
Chris grunted a yes as he tried to sit up. The trainer helped him sit upright, then walked away.
Pushing a few pieces of hair out of his face, Chris smiled, his blue eyes meeting the darker blue ones of Stephanie. "Thanks for being here," He said gratefully.
"Of course," Stephanie replied.
Still holding her hand, Chris used it to pull Stephanie closer to him, enveloping her in a big hug.
"Thank you, Steph."
*~*~*
"Jay?" Trish questioned quietly, looking into the locker room Jay had been in a little while ago.
Jay looked up from the couch. "Yeah?"
Walking into the room, Trish thought of what she should say. "I'm sorry for earlier."
"It's not big deal," Jay told her. "Have you gone to see Chris yet?"
"No, not yet."
"Do you wanna come with me?"
Trish nodded and walked out the door, followed closely by Jay.
"Wait, Trish, I have to tell you something."
Trish turned around, waiting for Jay to continue.
"Uhm... before, when you asked about me liking Stephanie, I kind of lied to you."
"What are you saying?" Trish asked curiously.
"I... uhm... I like Stephanie."
Trish's mouth fell open in shock. Jay really *did* like Stephanie? She had just found out that Stephanie liked Chris, and she was pretty sure Chris returned the feeling. What had she done?
*~*~*
Uh oh!! LoL, I hope you all like it, and I'm sorry it took so long to update! *Nicole*